Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

He should remember.

The bodyguard recalled what happened at the time, "The first time I saw Young Master Lu Jue get angry, he rushed forward and snatched the stick from the man's hand and punched the man."

That was the first time he knew that Young Master Lu Jue would get angry and beat people.

After the middle-aged man was knocked to the ground by Master Lu Jue, the other party shouted and wanted to fight back, but with him there, the other party couldn't get close to Master Lu Jue at all.

Finally, the middle-aged man dragged the little boy away awkwardly. Unexpectedly, the man did not take the little boy for medical treatment.

When the bodyguards were investigating, they knew about this, and they were so angry that they wanted to beat the man up. It was too cruel.

Ning Zhi fell silent. After a while, she asked the bodyguard, "How was Lu Jue's condition at that time?"

The bodyguard remembered very clearly how Lu Jue looked at that time. He had a chill all over his body, his eyes were dark and scary, and without saying a word, he stepped forward to beat the middle-aged man.

"I see." Ning Zhi told the bodyguard, "You prepare the car, I want to go out."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Zhi saw the information sent by the bodyguard. The little boy's name was Song Song, and he was not a father-son relationship with the middle-aged man.

Ning Zhi's eyes froze, no wonder that middle-aged man would hit Song Song ruthlessly.

It wasn't real.

Ning Zhi continued to look down. According to the information, Song Song was the son who was brought by the middle-aged man's wife when he got married. The information about that wife has not been investigated yet. After that, it disappeared.

The point is that the woman and the middle-aged man only set up a few tables of wedding wine and did not get a certificate.

Ning Zhi narrowed his eyes.

The car drove to the mouth of the alley, and the nearby houses were dilapidated. After a certain age, the surrounding environment was relatively noisy.

Not far from the alley, there were a few people standing smoking and chatting. On the other side, someone set up a small table at the door, and a few people gathered around to play poker.

Ning Zhi frowned.

"Young madam, the black iron gate in front is Song Dahai's home, and Song Song lives there."

The bodyguard in the driver's seat parked the car and continued: "The surrounding people are chaotic, it's not safe around here, young lady, you'd better not get out of the car."

Ning Zhi is beautiful and dressed to look good. It's too conspicuous to appear here, and it's not very safe.

Ning Zhi responded, and she also knew that she was not suitable to appear here rashly.

At this moment, she saw that the black iron door was opened, Song Dahai came out from inside, and he carried Song Song's collar in his hand, dragged him out, and threw him outside the door.

Xiao Song Song's body was thin and small, and he used to be fleshy. His white and tender face became smaller, and his eyes were even more black and round. He was dragged unsteadily and fell to the ground.

However, Xiao Song Song did not cry and stood up by himself.

"Da Hai, are you hitting your son again?" A man sitting at the small table was smoking a cigarette and said with a smile: "The child is so young, don't use heavy hands all day long, it looks pitiful."

The middle-aged man, Song Dahai, smiled, "Do you feel pitiful? Then I'll send it to you, and you can take him back to raise him, so that I don't have to pay for rice."

The man bit his cigarette and smiled shyly, "I still have a few mouths at home, but I don't have any extra money to support the children."

"Then shut up." Song Dahai patted the dust on his hands that didn't exist.

"Why are you so angry? Come and play for me." Another fat man said with a smile.

Song Dahai moved, he rubbed his hands and walked over, "Okay, I'll just play with one."

Ning Zhi looked at the little Song Song who was standing quietly not far away, and faintly saw the pitiful appearance of Lu Jue's quietness when he was a child.

She frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

At this time, the door next to Song Dahai's residence opened, and an old grandmother came out.

Ning Zhi saw that the other party was holding a bowl and walked slowly to Xiao Song Song.

The old grandmother handed the bowl to Xiao Song Song, "Grandma just cooked some dumplings, they are delicious, let's eat them."

Xiao Song Song was obviously no stranger to grandma. He looked up at grandma and took the bowl.

Ning Zhi saw Xiao Song Song standing like this, eating dumplings with his head down.

When the poker players saw it, Song Dahai also saw it, and he laughed, "The stinky boy has good luck, and every day there is good food from my mother-in-law Yu."

The man with the cigarette couldn't help but say, "It's not that you don't give food to your children. Granny Yu can't see them, so she often gives them food. Don't go too far."

"I'm too much? Is it too much for me to raise my son for nothing? If I don't have a conscience, I'll just throw him away and let him starve to death." Song Dahai thought of the woman leaving the child and ran away, his teeth itch with hatred of.

The child is with him, she will come back one day, and then he will settle accounts with her.

Ning Zhi sat in the car and kept watching. She saw Xiao Song Song standing up after eating, as if drinking the soup in the bowl. Then, he pulled up the hem of his worn clothes and carefully wiped the wall of the bowl. And chopsticks.

After Xiao Song Song felt that the bowl became clean, he held the bowl and walked to the door of the grandma's house, carefully placing the bowl and chopsticks on the ground, obviously waiting for the grandma to take it back.

He is too sensible.

Chapter 93

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